Mainly a slightly delayed post about a *very* delayed baking-related realization
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I wonder what the odds are that we can find little fang stickers for him. (I suppose they'd probably be fairly simple to make.)
I used to bake a fair bit--not a vast amount, but I used to make my own muffins for breakfast and make other things pretty routinely. It sort of fell gradually by the wayside, and because anxiety messes me up at least a little about rather a lot of things, somewhere along the line I vaguely concluded that I'd stopped because I was anxious about it. (And it doesn't help that it wasn't really a process I actively enjoyed--I liked the satisfaction of having done it, as well as having the results.)
Last weekend, when I was in a household-puttering mood and
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But it also got me thinking about timelines, and I realized that there was a factor to my losing the baking habit that I hadn't really considered at all: somewhere in the vicinity of the same time,
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COULD THERE BE A CONNECTION??? Clearly it's a mystery for the ages.
(I shared this revelation with him the other night when he and Ginny were here for supper...when he had just unexpectedly brought me a lemon loaf. *g* [I had mentioned to Ginny at work that Kas' lemon loaf was probably my single-favorite thing that he makes, and I missed it a little; he's been more focused on other things for a couple of years. It was not meant as a hint! But she relayed it and boom, lemon loaf. {He also said he'd literally had lemons on the counter that he was planning to make use of anyway, so the timing was good. But still. He's one hell of a friend.}])